"Medicine? What medicine?" Ella's heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat.
"The kind of medicine that makes you want to sleep..." Little Clarissa had been feeling a bit dazed, her large watery eyes also half-open, as if she could fall asleep at any moment...
Sleeping pills?
Ella didn't think so; those bad guys would only resort to more despicable methods!
At this moment.
Satan walked in from outside, looking down from above and said, "I heard everything you were talking about, let me clear up your confusion, shall I, the future First Lady?"
"Ptui!"
Ella spit a mouthful of saliva at him with contempt.
She absolutely didn't appreciate his fake kindness!
But Satan shamelessly refused to leave, heaping praise on Clarissa Lindsey, "This little girl has a lot of spine, she didn't whimper to you when we hit her, and was still laughing merrily. You didn't see it, it was quite hilarious!"
